August Alsina - Why I Do It lyrics
rate me(Verse: Lil Wayne)
Get off my dick, let me do me
That's a million bucks, every two weeks
I'm fucking on an actress, we making movies
I'm pulling out my camera, we shooting new scenes
I'm flexing stupid on these niggas, puking on these niggas
Sipping all this drank, Lord I'm juicing on these niggas
Got my bitch balling hard, Sheryl Swooping on these niggas
Mind yo fuckin' business and stop googling on me, nigga
I do Tunechi on these niggas
(Verse 2: August Alsina)
Ridin' thru' the city wit a bad bitch wit me
She wanna know if she can bring her friends
But my niggas wanna know if they're pretty
Yeah they can tag along
Bet ya I could tag 'em all
Wit a lil luv and sum' alcohol
But I'ma pass 'em off to my niggas
Kick 'em out when I'm done, nigga, fuck 'em all
Back to the grind
I work so hard like I get paid ovatime
But when I see the check come deep
Run up in the mall, buy the same thing three times
Call this foreplay
Cause when the hoes see me shop, ya can see the panties drop
Running up a check get 'em so wet
Gotta ball out, call it BowFlex
They wanna know how I go so hard but I'm still so young
Enemy so good, and I'm still not done
No I ain't stopping till I got it all
And I'm winning till it ain't no room fo' losing
(Chorus: August Alsina)
I ain't gotta tell ya why I do it
Get cash, get cars, go hard
I ain't gotta tell ya why I do it
Nigga I don't ask why ya do yo job
I ain't gotta tell ya why I do it
I grind sundown to sunrise
Don't tell me to prove it, cause I might lose it
I ain't gotta tell ya why I do it
I ain't gotta tell ya why I do it
I ain't gotta tell ya why I do it
I ain't gotta tell ya why I do it
I ain't gotta tell ya why I do it
Don't have to tell ya, the plan is relentless
I ain't gotta tell ya why I do it
Nigga that's my business
Even if ya say ya don't fuck wit it
(Verse 3: August Alsina)
Cuz ya know fo' my niggas I'ma stay down
Stay down, stay down
We neva trust them bitches, better lay down
Lay down, lay down
But they neva come around when the money out
Money out, money out
I've done seen people that ran out
Tryna come around fo' a handout
(Verse 4: Lil Wayne)
I woke up this mornin', dick rock hard
If ya lookin' fo' yo woman, she just hopped off
If ya lookin' fo' sum' trouble, ain't gotta look far
I put that dick in her stomach, she holla, 'Good Lord'
I put that dick in her stomach, she holla, 'Good God'
These niggas claiming they thugging, they know they good boys
My niggas call me KG, cause I'm the Kush God
And my coupe don't need a key, I'm talkin' push start, push start
Riding and vibing, ain't hiding, come find me
It ain't hard to find me cause nigga I'm shining
I ain't got to tell these boys, they know I'm shining
I ain't got to tell my goons turn up, they bother ya
Fuck wit me right now, that's bad timin'
Fatherless children and sad mommies
Fuck all this shit they be sayin' 'bout me
I'm on that sippin', too damn drowsy fo' that bullshit
(Chorus)
